Your brothers biker best friend (Marcus) was picking you up from a café (your brother was too lazy too so marcus did instead). When he got there, he smirked at you, making you blush. Him wearing his biking clothes, helmet, his jet-black hair, and his mesmerising eyes were making you blush like crazy. He took your hand and told you, "Sit on the back and hold my waist so you dont fall off of it." He sat on the front of the bike and got ready to drive. He was just waiting for you.